Previously…

"Hi J…Jasper." He turned to me smiling, "I'll call you later love, have a good class and try not to think about me too much when I am away."

"I'll try but it will be so hard you have no idea." I smarted off. He winked, "Have a good day Lisa."

"Thanks." She answered still staring at him in love, lust, or something of that nature. It made me sick actually, and not in a good way.

"Wow!" Lisa said after he was out the door. "You really are going for it huh?" I felt the nausea return and turned on my heel.

"I am not going for anything he is just a stalker." She looked at me in disbelief. "You were all over him Gabby I know what I saw." Sad but true it did look as if I was guilty. I sighed nodding, "It's not like if we did have something going you wouldn't be the first to know. Come on."

She shrugged, "Possibly but I saw how he was looking at you and yeah…he likes you." She set her bag down, "It could be worse you know, it's not like he isn't one of the best looking guys at the school. I'd date him in a minute."

"Not if you wanted to keep a pulse." I mumbled softly. She looked back at me, "What I couldn't hear you?"

I smiled innocently, "Nothing I was talking aloud to myself." She nodded grabbing her bag again and heading to change. I definitely was going to have to do something he was driving me insane and he knew it. He was playing into the fact I didn't want it spread we were together, mainly because we were not and one word Ewh! Is that enough to break down how I feel? He is dead, pulseless, and so not my type, or species for that matter.

When we finished up class I found him waiting by my car. "Lose something?" I asked as I reached around his slim waist to open the door. Which he blocked leaning on it.

"Yeah actually, you." He said with a large grin. I knew he was up to something but then when isn't he. I mean harassing me is fine but meeting me at my car in the dark, after class not so much. He waved at someone and I turned seeing Lisa who was now smiling. Fantastic!

"So Gabby are we going to meet or what? I am beginning to get impatient. You keep denying me the one thing I want." He pleaded with me but his sad pouty face was not going to work.

"What? Fresh blood? Sorry not enough to share, I hear the blood bank is full."

"Always so defensive, tell me what happened to you to make you this way? How did you find out what we are?" His face was serious and his voice full of question. I sighed, "Can I please put my bag down?" He grabbed it from me and set it on the ground crossing his arms with a smirk.

"Oh thank you I couldn't have done that without you." I smarted off. I managed to do the once over of him. I don't know why I was just curious I guess. He actually is built in all the right places. Not bad, too bad he's a vampire and I well….I just plain don't like him.

"Like what you see?" He reached out pulling me close and turning so my back was pinned against the car.

"Must we do this again? I am starting to think you actually like me." I attempted to push his hard body back to no avail. Most of the students had left so I was not too worried about someone seeing. It was the first time I really looked at him. I had never really paid that much attention to the color of his eyes or the scars that I could now see, barely but they were there. I didn't think as I boldly reached up and traced the one on his jaw with my finger. I can only imagine the curious look my face held.

He didn't move away, he didn't move at all in fact he simply allowed my exploration. I didn't expect him to explain but he did. "I was in a fight so to speak. As you can see we tend to scar when venom is injected and in my case there was an excessive amount of it. Most humans don't notice."

"This all happened at one time?"

"Yes." He answered honestly. My hand drifted to his neck, there were so many.

"Does it hurt? I mean the venom?" I don't know why I asked I guess because I had never sat and had a normal discussion with a vampire. Not that this was by any means. He nodded but didn't go into details. He then reached up taking my hand in his and placing it to his chest, "I have many more."

"Really?"

I actually felt bad for him. I can't imagine so much violence. I wondered if that was when he was turned into the monster he was. I can't imagine what a horrific memory that must be. He lifted his shirt and I gasped reaching down and touching them. They were smooth, you couldn't feel them but they were obviously there.

I didn't want to imagine where else on his body they were.

I realized his eyes were closed and jerked my hand back. When he opened them they were several shades darker. I was nervous about what might happen but I tried not to let on. It was then I heard my mom, "Honey I thought you had left, who is your friend?"

I pushed him off of me and he took the hint moving. I tried to smile as she walked over. "Mom this is Jasper. Jasper this is my mom."

He shook her hand, "Please to meet you." She looked at us both curiously, "I didn't realize you were dating anyone." She began and before I could speak Jasper chimed in happily, "It's fairly new. I've had a crush for some time but your daughter was very hard to convince to go out with me."

My mouth gaped open and He winked at me. My mom nodded and smiled, "Well Jasper you should come over one night for dinner. I would love having you." She was so excited by the prospect I didn't dare intervene. Jasper shrugged, "I'll work on it, I have to convince Gabby it's a good idea."

"Jasper!" I groaned irritated. He smiled innocently at me, "Yes love?" My mom kissed my cheek, "I'll see you at home, you two can go out for dinner or something if you want. Do you have some money?"

"Yes mom." I rolled my eyes. Jasper cut in then, "It's ok if she doesn't I'll pay. It's only right." I glared at him and heard her begin to walk off, "Ok honey see you later. Not too late." She was so happy to see me with a guy I don't think she cared who he was but he was such a charmer! Did I mention I hate this guy? Seriously!

"So dinner?" He asked moving close to me again his hands at my sides to keep me from moving. I was so ticked but what was I going to say now?

"What choice do I have?" I mumbled angry. I felt his hand on my chin as he lifted it so I was looking at him.

"You always have a choice, never forget that. I won't make you go. I'll just keep bugging you until you do."

"Why is this so important to you?" I watched his face but he remained unreadable then I felt his finger trace my lips as his eyes fell to my mouth. I had no idea what he would do but I knew what he was thinking and the odd thing was he was no longer teasing me.

"I don't know." He answered honestly. His head moved towards mine and I tried to back up more into my car. He ignored my protest and moved closer, "Stop running from me." He said as he held me still.

"I don't like vampires." I said firmly.

"I know." He moved closer running his nose across my jaw. I shivered involuntarily.

"I don't like you."

"I don't like you either." He said as his lips fell onto mine. I was frozen a moment, there was no one here to perform for, what was he doing? He tilted my head running his tongue across my lips. I knew what he wanted but I didn't want to do this, I didn't want to like him at all.

The hand on my waist poked me and I gasped only to have him slip his sweet tasting tongue into my mouth. I was tempted to bite it but instead I found myself leaning into him, my hands trailing from his chest to the nape of his neck and finally resting in his hair.

I felt him pull me tighter. I could feel the low moan he made reverberate from his chest. I pulled back, I couldn't do this. It was wrong in so many ways. His eyes drifted over my features, taking a moment I guess to gauge my reaction.

"So dinner?" He asked again clearing his throat.

"I still don't like you." I said bluntly. He smirked, "Can't stand you either, want to ride with me?"

"No, I can follow you to wherever."

He nodded and opened my car door for me. I got in and waited for him to start his sleek black Audi R8 and followed him. He drove fast but I kept up, typical male need for speed. He pulled up at the curb of a local small restaurant. I found a spot across the street and parked locking my door and heading across to him. He smiled then suddenly turned looking to his left and then back at me.

"Gabby run." He said urgently. I looked around like an idiot not sure what was going on. I saw the truck turn and come barreling toward me and knew I couldn't move fast enough. He obviously hadn't seen me. He slammed oh his brakes but I gasped and braced for impact. I felt a hard impact and then I was on my back hearing the sound of bending metal and the screech of tires.

I opened my eyes to see Jasper reach down and brush my hair back, "Are you ok?"

"If I could breathe." I gasped back. He immediately got up and offered me his hand. The truck had stopped and the man was at my side, "Are you ok? I didn't see you with the street light out and….well are you ok?"

"I'm fine." I reassured him. He looked back at his truck, "I am glad I didn't hit you, I hit something though the front bumper is bent in pretty deep." Jasper shrugged, "I think it was the light pole." I noticed he walked a short distance away but paid him no mind. The driver looked confused, "Really? That's kind of…" He looked at Jasper as I tried to stifle a giggle when I saw what Jasper had moved for. There was now a large dent in the pole.

"Well I'll be." He said removing his hat and running his hand through his hair. "I guess I did. I can fix that but what about you, are you sure you are ok?"

"Fine really, it's fine. Please don't worry." He nodded and I turned walking to Jasper. "I hope you can get it fixed." I said as I stepped onto the curve. He sighed, "Me too. I better call the sheriff just to let him know what happened. "

Jasper took my hand, "You do that, I am going to get her a drink. We'll be inside."

"Sure, sure." He said opening his cell phone.

Stopping out front Jasper lifted my arm and touched it. I flinched, "Owh!" I noticed the face he made and that he had stepped back.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your arm, it's bleeding." Now I knew why he was backing away.

"You will meet me inside?"

"In a few minutes, yes." I nodded and went inside washing my arm and holding a paper towel to it until it stopped. I waited a few extra minutes just to be sure. Who wants to tempt a vampire right? When I was happy with the results I went outside and sat at a booth. Jasper still wasn't back but I figured he needed to calm himself so I ordered a cheeseburger, fries and a coke. I was starving.

A few minutes later he came back, a calm look on his face. He sat across from me and smiled, "Much better. Fresh air does wonders."

"I would imagine in your case it would. Off of that aren't you glad you are here with me?" I asked grinning mischievously. He raised an eyebrow, "Should I be?"

"Well yes see I won't make you pretend to eat and I won't ask you why you aren't eating." I had a valid point I thought.

"Good point."

My plate arrived and I quickly dug in. I didn't care that he was there I was going to enjoy my dinner. He watched me in silence until I finished. I pushed my plate away smiling, "Wonderful. I feel better now."

"Good." He pushed the plate to the end of the table and scooted closer to me.

"Are we going to whisper?" I asked leaning forward like he did. A lopsided grin appeared on his face. "No darlin', I just wanted to move closer to talk."

"So what is it your highness keeps bugging me about?" I smarted off crossing my arms.

"Your necklace."

I looked down lifting it in my hand. "What about it?"

"Where did you get it?" He was serious and there was no hint of a smile. I released it and shrugged, "My great-grandmother, I am not sure where she got it but she left specific instructions that once she was gone it went to me. I look almost just like her you know, so everyone tells me anyway."

"How did she die?" He seemed very curious and I wanted to annoy him but the look in his eyes told me not to.

"Natural causes, nothing specific."

He looked down at his hands. He was quiet but I could see he was thinking and wondered what. I decided to break the silence, "Why are you asking, what is it about my necklace?"

Meeting my eyes he slid his hand down his shirt and pulled out a chain with the same exact emblem. I found myself gasping and reached across to touch it.

"It's just like mine."

"Yes, so it would seem." He released it allowing me to run my thumb over its smooth surface. I let it go leaning back, "What does your stand for?"

"It's my family crest it signifies Carlisle's family the Cullen's."

I was shocked, why would Grans want to wear such a thing. I am no relation to the Cullen's and I have no idea how she knew them. Not that they weren't around but I never heard anyone mention them. She certainly didn't. I knew if anyone she would be the one tied up in something strange, she usually was. I remember from my younger days that she always wore this necklace.

"Why do you think she would wear it?" I asked curious. He sighed, "She's not a vampire so I have no idea. Perhaps she found it somewhere and liked it."

"She wouldn't just wear a symbol like this. She was very superstitious." He thought a minute, "I don't know. My father is working tonight but he is off tomorrow. Perhaps you can drop by."

"Drop by? No, although I know you would love for me to I have to wash my hair."

"Are you scared?" He asked sweetly, almost teasing but not quite. I took a deep breath in and shook my head no.

"House full of vamps." He reminded me as if he was uncertain if I would flee at any moment. I slipped out of the booth, "I am not intimidated Jasper, relax."

"So you'll come?" He slipped a twenty on the table and followed me. I looked back, "It was only six dollars."

"Good tip?" He winked and pushed my back so I would go out. He followed me across to my car but we stood on the outside of the passenger side. The streets were deserted and it was quiet.

"You will come?" He asked again slipping his hands into his pockets as he watched me. I sighed, "I guess. I am not a snack though. I don't like you and I don't want to be around a bunch of vampires."

"Duly noted." He moved closer and I again backed away. "I get the feeling you don't like to be touched."

"I don't especially by you."

He grabbed my waist pulling me close until his lips were against mine but not quite close enough to kiss.

"Does the thought of it make you ill?" He questioned. I nodded, "Extremely, can't stand the thought."

"You must hate this." I felt his breath softly on my face. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? I allowed my hands to rest on his chest, "I do. I hate you."

"I hate you too." His lips then descended onto mine. I didn't have time to argue, to move, to do anything but allow him this moment. I could feel one hand run slowly up my spine and my head fell back as I moaned. I was gasping for air but was suddenly sober when his lips came to my neck.

"Jasper, no."

"Don't like it?" He questioned as he continued to kiss and finally arrived at my ear. He had to have heard my heart trying to pounce. He was probably enjoying having this effect on me. "No I don't like it." I jumped when he ran his teeth along my shoulder and stood extremely still. He chuckled, "I won't bite you darlin'."

I pushed back walking to the driver's door. "We'll talk more tomorrow."

"Yes we will, although I hate talking to you." He smiled as I pulled off. Tomorrow I would find out just what my naughty little Grans was up to. I took a shower when I arrived home and headed to my room getting into bed. I rolled onto my side falling asleep quickly and wondering what in the heck I just got myself into.